Down the road

Today's forecast for the Washington, D.C. area, severe thunderstorms!  I thought nothing of the forecast when I heard it yesterday, but apparently I was quickly reminded on my way home from work.  I drove out of DC on my motorcycle and across the Potomac River.  On the horizon I saw nothing but trouble in the form of a storm cell covering the sky.  There were several lightning strikes even before I came off of the bridge.  A few miles down the interstate I came face to face with a wall of grey draped over the asphalt surface in front of me.  All I could think of was the weather report my wife had rattled off yesterday, "severe thunderstorms."  I aimed for the closest off ramp and braced for the soaking I was about to receive.  In less then a minute I was completely soaked from head to toe.  You would have thought I had been baptized.  I ducked inside a parking garage close by and took stock of the poor commuting choice I had made.

When I had set out from the city to head home I had high hopes of avoiding the rain-hope is the key word in that thought.  Hope is an incredible driving force in many aspects of life.  I think a lot of people look for hope in places where none exists; often within the negative vices which define their lives.  I could go on to write an eloquent post regarding hope, however, someone already did it for me.  God provided safety today inspite of my obvious ignorance.  My hope will always be in Him.  Cheers....

Romans 8

²⁴ For in hope we have been saved, but hope that is seen is not hope; for who hopes for what he already sees? ²⁵ But if we hope for what we do not see, with perseverance we wait eagerly for it.